Swordsman Emperor-Rank Divine Oracle

Black’s eyes locked onto Alice’s slender figure,his heart pounding with urgent dread.

Her only true threat right now was Black Dragon.

Could it be… she dies here—by his hand?

No matter what,he had to stay by her side.

Gripping the Overlord Spear,he shifted his stance—ready to join the fight.

But just then—the battle cries on deck fell dead silent.

Even the sea dragons froze,lifting their heads toward the horizon—eyes wide with primordial fear.

Black’s blood ran cold.

He followed their gaze.

Thousands of meters away,

Elizabeth and Jörmungandr had reached the final act.

Jörmungandr’s Deep Sea Stealth had long been shattered.

Heaven’s Judgment blazed with divine radiance,plunging into the ocean like a celestial anchor—and impaling the colossal shadow lurking in the depths!

“ROOOOAAAAAR!!!”

Jörmungandr howled in agony!

Its tail whipped,hurling a tsunami skyward—within it, countless water blades rained toward Elizabeth like a storm.

Elizabeth twisted her wrist—the crossguard of Heaven’s Judgment flared brilliantly.

“Mirror Refraction.”

Two words—soft, yet commanding as an empress’s decree.

Every water blade halted midair—then reversed,shredding Jörmungandr with its own attack!

The Dragon King roared in humiliation—its scales peeling, its pride shattered.

This was unforgivable.

Even in its ancient duel with the Sword Sage,it had only narrowly lost.

But today?

It was crushed—utterly dominated—by a human.

Dragonkind’s dignity lay in ruins.

“HUMAN!”

Its voice shattered the clouds.

“WITNESS THE TRUE WRATH OF THE DEEP!”

No more restraint.

Its maw gaped—a sapphire dragon pearl materialized—

its very essence.

“Abyssal Core: Deluge of Annihilation!”

The sky and sea fell into eerie silence.

Then—the entire kilometer-radius of ocean beneath Jörmungandr vanished,sucked into a vacuum abyss.

The stolen seawater coalesced above its head—forming a spiral water core over a kilometer wide.

Each drop weighed as much as a mountain.

The dragon pearl rotated at its heart,warping space itself into spiderweb cracks.

And then—it plummeted toward the Empress like divine judgment.

The pressure was so immense,sea dragons trembled uncontrollably,lowering their heads in instinctive submission.

Humans fared no better—many collapsed to their knees,overwhelmed by the sheer aura of doom.

Black stared at the spiraling maelstrom—his pupils shaking with awe.

This was Jörmungandr’s ultimate technique—the strongest water-element skill in the entire world.

In the game, a single hit erased your HP bar—your screen would fade to black,and the words would appear:

“YOU DIED.”

Even Elizabeth frowned—a rare sign of gravity.

She had to go all out.

If this blast hit,not only would she be gravely wounded,the entire royal fleet would be erased.

She took a deep breath.

“Heavenly Sword: Sever the World!”

Emperor-Tier Divine Skill of the Swordmaster.

The strongest sword technique in existence.

A strike of absolute annihilation—capable of cleaving heaven and earth in one slash!

Her voice was soft—yet every raindrop on the battlefield froze midair.

As Heaven’s Judgment fell—

SHIIIIING!

The world went silent.

All sound vanished.

On deck, the crew watched as a three-foot sword beamdrifted through the cataclysmic flood—like a child’s knife skimming a pond.

Effortless. Gentle.

Leaving only a faint ripple.

Yet that single ripple triggered catastrophic collapse.

The kilometer-wide water core shattered like glass—

BOOOOM!

Billions of tons of seawater vaporized mid-fall.

The dragon pearl cracked.

Jörmungandr screamed in soul-rending agony.

And the sword beam kept going.

The sea split open, revealing the primordial seabed.

Clouds sheared cleanly in half.

Even light bent around the blade’s path,forming rainbow refractions in the void.

A heaven-rending slash—cleaving the entire battlefield in two!

Every water-based attack disintegrated on contact.

This was the full power of an Emperor-Tier Swordmaster—rivaling the wrath of gods.

The golden sword light ripped through the water core,then slammed into Jörmungandr’s chest.

SCHIIINK!

Azure scales exploded.

Dragonblood rained like a crimson storm.

The Dragon King staggered,then crashed onto the ocean,sending up a tsunami of defeat—now on the brink of death.

“Jörmungandr… has truly fallen…”

Black Dragon’s face paled.

He’d known—without the Abyssal Chasm’s power,

Jörmungandr stood no chance.

But seeing it with his own eyes?

A crushing sense of futility filled him.

To the Draconic Parliament,

Dragon Kings were sacred, inviolable—

no mortal could defy them.

Yet… here it was—defeated.

He sighed.

No point fighting on.

Their entire plan had collapsed.

Staying meant death—especially once Elizabeth turned her eyes upon them.

“Fall back!”

He feinted a strike,a blast of black energy forcing Alice back.

Then he leapt into the sea—just as he had before.

White Dragon and Red Dragon followed instantly.

And though Alice, Jianye, and the others tried to stop them,the assassins vanished beneath the waves—untouchable.

On the ocean’s surface—

“Human…

…you win…”

Jörmungandr lifted its head weakly,blood tears streaming from its massive eyes,scales shattered beyond recognition.

Once a majestic sovereign of the deep,now it resembled a flayed sea serpent.

Yet in its gaze—no fear. Only defiant calm.

“But… what does it matter?”

As a Dragon King,as long as water existed in the world,it could resurrect endlessly.

That was its ultimate insurance.

Even if reduced to ash,it would only weaken—not die.

Given time, it would return,stronger than ever,ruling the seas once more.

“Is that so?”

Elizabeth’s lips curled into a cold, knowing smile.

She raised her hand—and from the Hodyr’s upper cabin,an object shot through the air,landing beside her.

It was a bronze sword,still embedded in its stone pedestal.

Jörmungandr stared at it, confused.

What is this… ordinary blade?